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Enter Wagner and the Clown.


Wag.
Sirrah, boy, come hither.


Clo.
How, boy? Swowns boy! I hope you have seen ma-
ny boys with such pickadevaunts as I have. Boy, quotha?


Wag.
Tell me, sirrah, hast thou any comings in?


Clo.
Ay, and goings out too, you may see else.


Wag.
Alas poor slave. See how poverty jesteth in his na-
kedness. The villain is bare, and out of service, and so hun-
gry that I know he would glue his soul to the Devil for a
shoulder of mutton, though it were blood raw.


Clo.
How, my soul to the devil for a shoulder of mut-
ton though 'twere blood raw? Not so, good friend. By'r Lady, I
had need have it well roasted, and good sauce to it, if I pay so
dear.


Wag.
Well, wilt thou serve me, and I'll make thee go like
Qui mihi discipulus?


Clo.
How, in verse?


Wag.
No, sirrah, in beaten silk and stavesacre.


Clo.
How, how, Knaves acre? Ay, I thought that was all
the land his father left him. Do ye hear? I would be sorry
to rob you of your living.


Wag.
Sirrah, I say in stavesacre.


Clo.
Oho! Oho! Staves acre! Why, then, belike if I were
your man I should be full of vermin.


Wag.
So thou shalt, whether thou beest with me, or no.
But sirrah, leave your jesting, and bind your self presently
unto me for seven years, or I'll turn all the lice about thee
into familiars, and they shall tear thee in pieces.


Clo.
Do you hear sir? You may save that labour; they
are too familiar with me already. Swowns! they are as bold
with my flesh as if they had paid for my meat and drink.


Wag.
Well, do you hear sirrah? Hold, take these guilders.


Clo.
Gridirons! what be they?


Wag.
Why, french crowns.


Clo.
Mass, but for the name of french crowns, a man
were as good have as many English counters, and what
should I do with these?


Wag.
Why, now, sirrah, thou art at an hour's warning,
whensoever or wheresoever the devil shall fetch thee.


Clo.
No, no. Here, take your gridirons again.


Wag.
Truly I'll none of them.


Clo.
Truly but you shall.


Wag.
Bear witness I gave them him.


Clo.
Bear witness I give them you again.


Wag.
Well, I will cause two devils presently to fetch
thee away Baliol and Belcher.


Clo.
Let your Baliol and your Belcher come here, and I'll
knock them, they were never so knocked since they were de-
vils. Say I should kill one of them, what would folks say? Do
ye see yonder tall fellow in the round slop, he has killed the de-
vil, So I should be called Kill-devil all the parish over.
Enter two Devils, and the Clown runs up
and down crying.


Wag.
Baliol and Belcher, spirits away!


Clow.
What, are they gone? A vengeance on them; they
have vile long nails. There was a he-devil and a she-de-
vil. I'll tell you how you shall know them: all he-devils has
horns, and all she-devils has clefts and cloven feet.


Wag.
Well, sirrah, follow me.


Clo.
But do you hear? If I should serve you, would you
teach me to raise up Banios and Belcheos?


Wag.
I will teach thee to turn thy self to anything, to
a dog, or a cat, or a mouse, or a rat, or any thing.


Clo.
How! A Christian fellow to a dog or a cat, a
mouse or a rat? No, no sir, if you turn me into any thing,
let it be in the likeness of a little pretty frisking flea, that I
may be here and there and every where. O, I'll tickle the pre-
tie wenches plackets; I'll be amongst them, i'faith.


Wag.
Well, sirrah, come.


Clo.
But, do you hear, Wagner?


Wag.
How! Baliol and Belcher.


Clo.
O Lord, I pray sir, let Banio and Belcher go sleep.


Wag.
Villain, call me Master Wagner, and let thy left
eye be diametrically fixed upon my right heel, with quasi vesti-
gias nostras insistere. Exit.


Clo.
God forgive me, he speaks Dutch fustian. Well,
I'll follow him, I'll serve him, that's flat. Exit.

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